“Let go of me!” Yan Xuehen yelled, trying to struggle free, but Zu An’s fingers were firmly intertwined around hers. She felt more and more embarrassed.

Zu An didn’t compromise and said seriously, “We’re at the most crucial part of the treatment. We absolutely can’t let everything fail now.”

How could Yan Xuehen not know that? She had already felt the poison was gradually leaving her body. Her internal injuries were also recovering at a steady rate. If they ended the treatment here, however, the poison and internal injuries would come rushing back. Her condition would become even worse than before, perhaps even ending her life right there and then.

Yan Xuehen still shouldered her entire sect’s glory, so she couldn't just let things end here. Even so, when she thought of that embarrassing feeling, she couldn't help but ask bitterly, “Why didn’t you tell me this treatment caused such a strange feeling earlier?”

Zu An explained, “The situation was too urgent just then, and I forgot about it. Besides, I didn’t know...